THE PLAYED PLAYER; WHEN THE TABLES TURN

Askimo sits on the wall dejected, what in God’s name just happened? Did Selina just sleep with him and sack him out of her house? He of all people? God’s gift to women like him? Considering the many women who will die to have him in their beds forever, he thinks back. All the women he had slept with, were grateful, some said he was huge, others just loved his manliness. Could it be that he is getting smaller? No, if anything, he should be bigger. Did he do anything to displease Selina? He sniffs his armpit, there is no foul smell. What could it be? I must ask what happened or I will not be able to get any sleep.

Could it be that Selina is a man eater? Talking about that, who is a man eater? Some way somehow, this lady has made him doubt himself for the first time. He has made his decision, he will not go there again. He will wait for her to come to her senses and beg him for his forgiveness, then he will deal drastically with her by playing hard to get for a long time. It is men who use and dump women and not the other way round.

At home, sleep eludes him, he counts the contours of the ceiling the whole night and looks like a ghost in the morning. His landlady cannot get why he looks horrible when he slept early. Still no sign of Selina’s call.

He thinks back to how he met her.

He was caught between two women at the hotel Selina works at. She separated the ladies who were busily fighting as he took to his heels. Unfortunately for him, he had left his phone and had to go by later to pick it up. It was then that he realised how attractive Selina was. He hit on her and she calmly allowed it. He kept in constant touch through calling and messaging and sometimes, sent her interesting meals and flowers. He took her out once, she did not allow him to enter her room, the second time, she initiated the sex and rode him like a donkey but as soon as it was over, his cuddling advances were overturned as his clothes were given to him and the door was opened for his passing.

Now that he thinks about it, could it be that she wants to avenge the girls who fought? Or could it be that she is a married woman? She doesn’t wear any ring, no, there must be something to it. Could it be that she intentionally lured him to give him some sexually transmitted disease? Could she be a wicked mermaid? What at all could it be for him to feel used and trashy like this?

Akua cuts into his thoughts but he is clearly not interested. He keeps her around because she has money but for some reason, her presence irritates him today. He dismisses her and goes inside to sleep more.

Koboo feels strange. Askimo has never been absent from work let alone skip a clubbing, it has been three weeks. He goes to his house to find him in such a bad state. His fever is very high, it gets him thinking about ebola a bit, silly him, ebola has not reached Ghana yet. He sends him to the hospital and realises he is under grave stress and has traces of malaria in his blood stream. Many girls visit him but he just wishes to see Selina. He finally confesses to his friend that he thinks he is in love with a man eater and narrates his ordeal.

Koboo tells him Selina is a lost one. Some women call themselves modern women and will not stand to be used. It seems she is the type that aims to take hearts of men from their enclaves and squash them under his feet to teach men some lessons. “What am I to do?” Askimo asks.

“Nothing, but I hope you don’t want to die because of a woman, she may not even be pretty. Just get well soon, you’ll get better women to bash”

“The problem is that I don’t want any woman but her” Askimo squeeks

Koboo is left with nothing to do but to ask for the directions to Selina’s house to plead with her to visit his friend. Selina just puffs after hearing what he has to say and closes her door. He calls her on phone and she says:

  “How many times has your friend broken hearts? What he is feeling is nothing compared to what happen to women he dumps everyday. Tell him to nurse his wounds and stop behaving like a boy who has lost his new toy, and don’t you dare call my line again. He likes playing, now the tables are turned and he has been played. If I see him anywhere around me, I’ll get a restraining order” Then she cuts the line.

Koboo is shocked at what he is hearing. What at all is this? Who is this girl? She is the most horrible punisher of men God has created. What is his friend to do? The table has turned, the heartbreaker now has the most shattered heart and knows not how to mend it.

Seeing a strong and happy man turn into a chicken scares the hell out of him. God will surely punish this Selina girl.

It has been eight years and Askimo still cannot get over the heartbreak. He is truly repentant. He never knew how serious and painful broken heart was, he would never have hurt any of the girls he had badly toyed with and would probably be with the love of his life by now. It is unfortunate how time never retracts its steps.

    Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © 2014

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